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Sunday, January 26, 2025

Being found

“For most of my life, I have struggled to find God, to know God, to love God. I have tried hard to follow the guidelines of the spiritual life—pray always, work for others, read the Scriptures—and to avoid the many temptations to dissipate myself. I have failed many times but always tried again, even when I was close to despair.

 

Now I wonder whether I have sufficiently realized that during all this time God has been trying to find me, to know me, and to love me. The question is not “How am I to find God?” but “How am I to let myself be found by him?” The question is not “How am I to know God?” but “How am I to let myself be known by God?” And, finally, the question is not “How am I to love God?” but “How am I to let myself be loved by God?” God is looking into the distance for me, trying to find me, and longing to bring me home.”

          Henri J.M. Nouwen, The Return of the Prodigal Son: A Story of Homecoming

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how are we to be found?

as we blunder through each day

trying to make life happen

 

trying to find success, power, wealth, and love

seeking, manipulating, grasping

 

we are so busy

so occupied

that we fail to notice

the beauty underfoot

the truth when it is there, right in front of us

 

instead, we trample on the good

and create our own truth

blindly striving

 

trying to make it work

to make reality fit our preconceptions

we recreate the world

an alternative reality

we create God in our own image

 

and we become impervious

to truth and love

unable to find the way

and we subvert life

 

 

Lord, you seek us

You find us, every day

You meet us where we are

 

And say

 

Come home

 

Lord help us come to our senses

help us to quiet the noise

loosen our fists

open our hearts

 

that we might give you room

in our souls

to love us

 

and then secure in that love

let us be found

forgiven

loved

 

until our longing is satisfied

our fear allayed

and we can

quiet and reject the voices of hate and fear

that are within

that assail us from without

 

and embrace  the truth

and walk in your way

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